He had a semicircle tattoo with an indecent word on the back of his head, suggesting all people around him to leave him alone – in a much more impolite manner.

I’m not mean to everybody. I’m only mean to people whose intellectual level is awfully lower than mine.

If he just had the decency to die silently yesterday, not squeal like a girl, I’d be free right now. Probably even doing some real job, ” she sneered.

Everything had changed, and maybe she couldn’t keep up with it, but she still was good at making people regret they had ever crossed her way.

Because otherwise you would have to let them in, let them change your life, and it’s scary and unpredictable and unsafe – at least, that’s what we all think.

She looked herself in the eyes and saw that there was nothing left. No sense. It must have gone through that hole in her chest along with everything else.

She had every right to be harsh, mean, and independent. Every damn right. And yet he had a feeling that she needed care more than anyone else in the world.

The others could believe that she was that way because she lost her parents so early, but Peter knew better. She was strong, confident, and never broken.

He watched her curiously from below, feeling as someone might feel watching a butterfly sit nearby, afraid to scare it off with a sound of voice or an abrupt movement.

What else is there to do in college except drink beer or slit one's wrists?

Life is always sweet on the positive lane, but you must give it a try and a try and a try for however long it would take to find out.

No one should have to live like that when they've done only good things for the person.

We must confess that at present the rich predominate, but the future will be for the virtuous and ingenious.

Nobody's bigger than the game of baseball. You ask pitchers from 10-15-20 years ago. That's normal. Part of the game.

Stress and looks are directly connected as far as I am concerned. If you are happy, you look good.

Man is not meant to be humble, he’s meant to be humbled.

I would have taught her a les­son she wouldn't forget!

He was a different Edward than the one I had known. And I felt all the more besotted by him. It would cause me physical pain to be separated from him now.

It is held that valor is the chiefest virtue, and most dignifies the haver.